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Post by JagwarKnight on Aug 23, 2007 9:31:43 GMT -5
As for the reason why Saito stayed behind soon became clear....
A HUGE Cyclone of Flames suddenly came forth and tore down the way of the sharks.
"Sorry!" Sai said as she quickly followed the rest, "Just pullling off that attack took a little bit of time to start up..."
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Post by smokedtoast on Aug 23, 2007 9:46:45 GMT -5
Behemoth can't help but laugh as he throws up telekinetic shields behind Saito to keep the creatures from escaping further. "Well played Dear... well played." He responds as the rest surface up above. Haystack scowls at the lot of them with her scythe mounted on her back, easily ticked she got pulled out of the fighting. XD "Where do we go next?" She comments towards X-23, ready to kick some ass.
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Post by embyr on Aug 23, 2007 23:06:07 GMT -5
Batz stared at them. Then she turned slightly to stare at the hole in the ground, and then back at them. Taking a step forward, she bit back a hiss as the pain in her shoulder flared. " And if there's more of those things? That can't be all of them, and how long do you think those shields of yours were last?" She was a little short of breath, but the acid in her voice still carried through strong. " Make sure the things are dead before you turn to your next plaything. Don't want them coming back to bite you in the ass."
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Post by autobotbubbs on Aug 23, 2007 23:35:30 GMT -5
* the flames tore down the tunnel, deep frying the smaller ones and any of the larger ones wich where near the front of the charge, their flaming carcasses falling back into the oncoming hordes and knocking them back down into each other*
* It took them a while, but any of thoes survivors managed to get back up the tunnel, ramming into the sheild to attempt a pursuit*
*even though they wheren't going anywhere*
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Post by Cryptic on Aug 24, 2007 16:22:19 GMT -5
23 closed her optics for a moment and thought, hopeing for some devine guidance.
((I really have no idea where to send them next.))
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Post by autobotbubbs on Aug 24, 2007 20:36:51 GMT -5
* the burning sensation on her right arm likely wasn't helping*
(I dunno... someplace safer than their current position)
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Post by smokedtoast on Aug 26, 2007 17:31:53 GMT -5
As X-23 closes her eyes, a map starts to visuallize inside of her mind of the nearby cities... There's a number of red legion symbols moving around inside of these maps, showing a great deal of the creatures forming in Polyhex, Megatron's old haunt. Primus responds telepathically. ~A little gift to help in your quest X...~ The other terrorcons look over to X-23 for guidance, though hungurr glances towards the city of Polyhex. There's a number of growing fires in that area it seems....
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Post by Cryptic on Aug 26, 2007 21:45:00 GMT -5
"Polyhex. That's where they're congragateing. they're drawn to the festering evil of the place. They evil of He who's form they bear." 23 said moveing away from the heat. "Move out."
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Post by smokedtoast on Jun 26, 2008 14:47:29 GMT -5
Several hours later, it seems at least one of those attacked by the swarm of Sharkticons has not learned his lesson. After the others finished their patrol of the streets looking for Legion, Behemoth disengaged with the others and headed back towards their lair. He did not feel comfortable with the idea of the sharkticons they had faced earlier being so close to their family... at least without some kind of pact in play for their safety. The others would have probably called him mad for doing this, but he had sensed some sort of intelligence in these things from his close proximity. He mutters to himself as he trudges along the sewers. "At least I can take it anyways..." He stops for a moment before looking around, wary of his potential 'prey'. After all, they had moved upon them so fast...
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Post by autobotbubbs on Jun 26, 2008 20:51:43 GMT -5
* The tunnels that where ripe with the festering sewage from above where still fresh with damage from their little 'altercation'. Unlike most of the battlegrounds they would have seen before, the most prevalent damage wasn't carbon scoring... but in the deep gashes that littered the pipe walls... claw marks, nearly cutting through the pipes themselves.*
* It was an eerily silent calm within this battleground... strangely free of any corpses of thoes creatures that had attacked them before.*
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 1, 2008 10:51:51 GMT -5
Behemoth frowns lightly as he walked over to one of the pipes, examining the gashes quietly. Even then, it wasn't so much the damage they had wrought that worried him so much as the lack of corpses. Considering how theses creatures had acted in combat, maybe this wasn't the best idea he could have had. He can't help but mutter to himself. "Times like this I wish I knew a dolphin..." He takes a moment to examine the surrounding area before slowly starting to move on, attempting to find some sign of the creatures with his 5 senses.
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Post by autobotbubbs on Jul 2, 2008 19:57:25 GMT -5
*As he walked, the claw damage became more prolific. Steadily increasing on his journey back to their initial point of Contact. The center point where each pipe converged, leading to that deeper section of water.*
* and just as before... that fluid eerily began to churn with his arrival.*
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 7, 2008 12:05:52 GMT -5
Behemoth frowns to himself, throwing up telekinetic shields around his arms in preparation off an attack. He doesn't want to neccessarily fight these things, but he doesn't want his friends to have to deal with random attacks in the midst of the night. Rather then waste time with speech this time, Behemoth decides to try the psionic approach with this encounter... sending out a telepathic ~Hello?~ outwards towards whatever is churning the water and listening for any response.
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Post by autobotbubbs on Jul 9, 2008 1:03:41 GMT -5
* what he got back wasn't exactly re-assuring... a jumbled mass of primitive thoughts reverberating into his mind... all focused on a single objective*
" Intruder" " Food..." " Yes... Foood..." " Intruders must perish" " Feast upon his entrails" " I'll take the legs" " Lots of meat on this one" "We will eat well tonight"
* Just as before the wanter began bubbling up, and these beasts rose to the surface. In smaller numbers than before but none the less intimidating.*
* they began to move foreward, encroaching upon Behemoth, claws and teeth at the ready*
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Post by smokedtoast on Jul 9, 2008 13:35:29 GMT -5
Behemoth grimaced at this before stepping back and throwing a hand backward, charging telekinetic energy into the extended palm. He really didn't want to turn this into a fight at this point, but from what he's sensing... he's going to have to imprint himself as higher up on the food chain. He starts backing up slowly for a moment as the energy builds up in his hand... before suddenly slamming it down into the ground before him, sending a wave of telekinetic energy and water in the direction of the approaching sharkticons. He charges in after the energy, listening psionically to their reactions.
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